Heaven & Hell

we can fly through the clouds like cherubs

and my words will taste sweet of sticky maple syrup

I will gift you my prized possession, a golden scarab

and talk to you for hours on end about traveling to Europe

though I’ve never been, I’d fantasize seeing the Eiffel Tower since my youth

back before I ever had to worry about my growing pains or a wisdom tooth

and before I had to realize what was around me to openly express the truth

feeling like my only purpose in life is having other’s emotional needs to soothe

I could drag you down with our wrists intertwined by handcuffs

mistaken by the light that you thought was the enchantress

when two opposites attract; everyone will misunderstand us

I can’t play your games anymore, I’ve had enough

the ashes of the air gently fall onto your shoulders

while you’re surrounded by an array of falling boulders

feeling claustrophobic as you wait to gather your strongest soldiers

life starts to weigh you down more heavily as you get older

in your childhood, you were as innocent and pure as an angel

you’ve succumbed to the heartbreak, the healing process has been painful

all of the pressure builds up, causing damage to your cranial

your eyes change colors, when you cry they turn to hazel

there’s demons that will try to push you to the edge

while you’re trying to resist the temptation of acting upon your revenge

you break from their grip,

shake their hand,

and peacefully bond the amend

there’s always light through darkness

it’s best to persevere and make 

the enemy your friend

- Leah Rae